ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

The Fan Belt

by Fantasy

Standard Disclaimer: The characters of Xena and Gabrielle don’t belong to me, wish they did, then I’d be loaded. They belong to Renaissance Pictures/MCA; I just borrowed them for a little while.

Violence Disclaimer: Nope, none.

Sex/Language Disclaimer: Certainly, there is little else in this one. Potty mouths too. If you are not at least 21 years of age, please don’t read this story. If you have an aversion to two women loving each other and show it physically, and graphically, don’t read this story. If you live in a state of province where this type of material is illegal, do not read this story.

Hurt/Comfort: None. This is a fun one.

This story has absolutely nothing to do with the ‘Lost and Found Series’. This is just a little PWP that’s been rattling around in my head for a few weeks, and finally took shape. I don’t know what could have come over me. Anyhow, read this and see what you think. Also, I want to thank ForevaXena and CasaUber for posting my stories and adding links to my web page. I must admit, that when I started out with this, I never expected to meet such really great people in the Xenaverse. I stand humbly corrected. As always, your constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My addy is the same: fantasysrealm@home.com or fans91@hotmail.com. Now enjoy!

November 1, 2000

Chapter 1: Just ‘Round the Bend

What was I thinking? Maybe I was suffering from mid-life crisis, In my line of work, I’d witnessed it often enough, but I always thought it would never happen to me. After all, I was a stable, steady individual, several little quirks not withstanding. I was a professional for God sakes. Professional stable people don’t go running off to the bottom of the world 7500 miles from home on a whim. Or do they? Evidently because here I was, me play it safe, never take a chance, Mykala (Mike) Alexander, in New Zealand of all places poking around looking for what I had not a clue.

I was perfectly happy in Seattle. I liked, no loved, my work as the track veterinarian at Emerald Downs. My clientele was varied and the work was challenging. I was one of the best equine orthopedists in the world, specializing in high performance horses, primarily race and dressage horses. So what’s not to be happy about? My personal life, or should I say lack thereof. My mother and brother were constantly haranguing me about my lack of a social life.

"Mykala darling, you really should get out more. You spend far too much time in that dirty dingy stable. I’m worried about you dear."

I had to admit what with being constantly on call at the track so much of the time, they were right. Of course I would never give them the satisfaction of letting them know that little piece of information. Then there was the small matter of my lifestyle. Mother was in complete utter denial and continually tried to fix me up with the most eligible bachelors on the West Coast. All of these matches were doomed to fail from the get go, but that never seemed to phase my mother. She looked upon me as the ultimate challenge. To give up would mean she’d have to accept I was what I was and that would never change. But as bad as this was that was not the worst problem. The real problem was they were too damned close, and yet we were worlds apart. They were a constant reminder of my inability to take charge of my own life.

My brother was an upwardly mobile investment broker; his wife was an upwardly mobile social climber. A more vacuous woman I had never met. Still, they were a perfect match and mother was very proud of Stephen and Magdalene. So proud she wanted me to be just like my little brother. She kept asking me when I was going to get a ‘real job’. She blamed my father for my profession and probably my lesbianism too. Of course she’d blame him; he was dead and unable to defend himself. Mother had buried three husbands besides dad, growing wealthier with each succeeding funeral. Dad had managed to avoid that ignominious honor. Mother simply divorced him when I was six. He refused to sell the ranch, in rural Idaho, to move to the Emerald City. So mother packed up the three of us, and left. We lived with grandmother for a short time until mother found her true vocation: marrying for money.

Her plan would have been perfect, but the first candidate refused to be saddled with two kids. So in less than a year and a half, I found myself on a return, one-way, trip to dad and the ranch. That suited me just fine thank you very much. Stephen stayed on the coast with my grandmother. I guess at the time, mother decided she could still mold my brother into something she deemed presentable in polite society. At eight years old, she figured I was already a lost cause, my father’s influence in my life was much too strong.

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Dad and I raised some of the finest performance horses in the world. He specialized in working cow, cutting, and reining horses. I started all the babies. I handled them from the time they were foaled; their education started within hours of their birth. My gentle, but firm, methods were recognized throughout the horse world. I started the colts under saddle as two-year-olds, although I would have preferred to wait until they were three. But the reality of the horse business forced us to have our horses ready for the three year old futurities, that was where the big money was. I suppose that’s why I gravitated more to the English riding disciplines, particularly dressage. Needless to say I took a great deal of razing from my friends about riding those ‘postage stamp’ saddles, and English was prissy riding, it wasn’t the real thing like roping, or cutting etc., etc., etc. But I stuck by my guns, and people no longer laughed after I won a gold medal at the Pan American games in 1990. Besides, I liked the idea that in many of the English horse sports, a six year old horse was still considered quite young, while in cutting or reining, a six year old could already be burned out mentally and physically from too much hard work at such a young age.

My formative years were spent in relative bliss except for the mandatory visits to the coast to visit my mother, brother, and grandmother. Pop made me go; he said it was my responsibility, even though mother showed very little of her own when I was with her. But I complied, worked hard in school cause that was the deal; good grades or no horses. I achieved my goals relatively early and finished my studies in veterinary science from Washington State University in 1987, four days after my father died in a horse-related accident. By the time the millennium arrived, I had been a practicing vet for thirteen years. At thirty-seven, I had accomplished everything I wanted professionally, but my personal life was a serious mess. Which brings me back to my present state of affairs. My thoughts were brought to the here and now at the sight of a bright blue Toyota SUV parked along the roadside, with the two passengers engaged in a very animated conversation.

"How the hell should I know why it quit, I’m an actress, not a mechanic!"

"Well excuse me for asking ‘oh mighty one, with many skills’. You know, of course, this means we’ll be sitting here for a while, probably miss the party at Ric’s too."

"Nonsense, some ‘Good Samaritan’ will come along and help us."

"Puleeaassee Lee! Gimme a break! People don’t stop to help you out any more; they may stop to mug you though."

"Ya know Rae, you are really beginning to worry me. You are far too young to be so cynical. Look there’s a car now, I’ll bet you one hundred dollars they stop and help."

"I really hate to take your money Lee, but you’re on."

If I were driving down old route 99 between Seattle and Tacoma, there would be no way I’d stop and help someone. Oh what am I talking about? My country upbringing wouldn’t allow me not to stop no matter what the circumstances. What the hell, I wanted a little excitement in my life. Here’s my chance. I pulled over, crossing two lanes of traffic on the nearly deserted highway. I stopped my silver Land Rover in front of the blue SUV.

"Hi. I’m not going to ask the obvious stupid question. How can I help you?"

I thought I would drop my teeth. The most strikingly beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life stepped out of the Toyota. Her long tanned legs appeared around the door. The Amazon towered over me. My God she must be six feet tall. A lovely, sculpted face crowned her lean muscular body. High cheekbones accentuated a strong jaw, and aquiline nose perched over soft full ruby red lips. But her most striking feature was the pair of cobalt blue eyes. Long thick raven hair tumbled around muscular shoulders and framed the gorgeous face.

"This is really great! My friend and I were just deciding whether we were going to start walking back to Auckland, or hope someone would stop to help. Right Rae? You are a pleasant surprise. I don’t have the slightest idea what is wrong. I’m certainly no mechanic; it just died!"

A petite blonde exited the vehicle. Her compact, muscular frame showed an obvious daily workout regimen. Her short-cropped hair, ravishingly exquisite emerald eyes, pert nose, and brilliant smile made my troubles instantly disappear.

"Then you’re both in luck, because I have been exposed a time or two. Pop the hood, and I’ll have a look see." The tall raven-haired beauty stood mute. The blonde just smirked at her tall friend.

"You’re an American aren’t you?"

"Oh, I’m sorry. The engine compartment…um…"

"Aahh the bonnet!" The tall goddess reached in and pulled the switch to open the car hood. As soon as I looked under the hood, the problem was apparent.

"I’m no expert either, but I know a few things about how car engines run and can do some routine maintenance stuff. One thing I do know is an engine won’t run without a fan belt." I held up the offending part in my hand. "You don’t happen to have a spare in the trunk do you?" Again a blank stare. "Uh the…um…baggage compartment, you know the trunk." Light dawned on the New Zealander.

"Sure, let’s have a look." The blonde went to the rear of the car to retrieve the object of desire.

"We’re in luck, I think. Is it the right size?" I took the fan belt from the small woman’s hand and compared the two auto parts. I could barely read the part number on the damaged fan belt, but from what I could see and comparing the sizes, I was reasonably sure we had a match.

"Yep, this will do. Let me get my tools and I’ll have you on the road in no time." It took just a few minutes for me to complete the repairs. "Okay, lets see if it will start. Hop in and crank her up." The tall woman climbed in and tried to get the SUV to start. The result was a low groan and then a series of clicks. "That’s what I was afraid of. When the belt broke, it slipped enough so the alternator wasn’t charging the battery as you drove. It’s dead."

"This is just great! Rae and I are supposed to be at a dinner party tonight at seven. At this rate we’ll never make it. Dammit anyway!"

"Not to worry, I’ll just give you a jump." The remark earned a wicked glare, I wished never to see again. "That does sound rather rude doesn’t it. I meant, I’d jump the battery for you. I have a set of jumper cables in the Land Rover. Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to make it to your party." I hooked up the cables to the correct terminals and directed Lee to try to start the engine. "Okay give it a try." A little louder groan ensued, but still no success. "Rae will you get in my rig and rev up the engine a little. That will pour more amperage into Lee’s battery." Rae performed the desired task, and this time when Lee turned on the ignition the SUV roared to life. I disconnected the jumper cables, closed the hood, and walked over to the driver’s side of the Toyota.

"There ya are. I wouldn’t shut off the engine until you get to a garage. The battery is still pretty run-down, and it doesn’t have enough juice to start the car on its own. But while driving into town the alternator will charge the battery some. You won’t have any trouble getting home okay." The statuesque woman extended her hand to take mine. The moment our fingers touched, electricity shot straight through me to all points south. But just as quickly as the jolt hit, it was gone when we released our hands.

"I…I…don’t know…um…thank you very much. I don’t know how to thank you properly."

"Don’t mention it, where I come from folks help out other folks when they’re in trouble." A satisfied smirk crossed over the tall beauty’s face when she looked over at her friend.

"Still we are in your debt…uh…I don’t even know your name."

"It’s Mike…I mean…Mykala Alexander. That was the last thing my mother did to me before she left. My friends call me Mike."

"It’s wonderful to meet you Mike. My name is Aylese Snyder, and my friend here is called Rae Lynn Garrety." I thought they looked familiar; of course Lee is Tracey Stern, and Rae is Monica Davenport. They star in the highest rated syndicated show on TV. They play computer experts who hire out to large corporations to solve crimes in cyber space. In addition to their obvious physical charms, they are experts in martial arts, and week after week, the two beat the bad guys to a pulp. The fans, of the show, are just sure the dynamic duo are lovers, The resulting subtext involved in the scripts have kept people tuned in not only to see them solve the crimes, but also to see ‘will they or won’t they’. Personally, I’m betting they already have; hey we all have our fantasies.

"I thought I recognized you. I’m a great fan of your show. Besides ESPN, the Discovery channel, the History channel, and your show, I don’t watch much television. This is really a treat to meet you."

"Um how long will you be in New Zealand?" Cerulean pools gazed up into mine.

"Uh well that depends, I’m here on a vacation, and just kinda knocking around. Ya know to see what I can see."

"Where were you headed?"

"Um up to Bethell’s Beach. I hear it’s really beautiful there."

"Yeah it is. Rae and I spend quite a lot of time there. Well listen, I don’t want to hold you up any longer than I already have, I best be going. Enjoy your sightseeing."

"Hey, no problem, I was glad I could be of assistance."

The SUV pulled out onto the highway and disappeared around a bend in the road. Huh how about that. I’ll have something worthwhile to remember from this trip. But the burning desire I felt when Lee touched my hand with hers, what’s up with that? I haven’t felt like that since…well never. Maybe New Zealand will hold more for me than I thought. Maybe the trip would be worthwhile after all.

"How long will you be in New Zealand? And I don’t want to hold you up any…"

"Rae, what’s the matter with you? If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were jealous."

"Jealous?! Are you nuts?! Not in this lifetime! I just couldn’t believe you were laying it on that thick!"

"Hey I was just trying to be polite. What’s the matter with that?" Wasn’t I just being polite? But the touch of her hand in mine felt so…so…nice. Stop it Lee! You don’t have time for a relationship right now. Besides, you don’t even know if she’s gay.

"Who are you trying to convince, me or you?" Good question.

Chapter 2: Destiny?

Wow, this really is beautiful! There are hardly any people here, no developments, nothing. Don’t tell me people here actually care more about keeping places clean and natural than making a dollar. If this were on the US West Coast, there would be condominiums every three feet, trendy ocean front restaurants, and God knows what else. The place really was beautiful; I’d never seen black sand before. For that matter unless you actually go to the ocean the beaches on Pudget Sound are mostly rocks and gravel, but still there is something about the sound that continues to draw me back. There are many little islands there to explore. Aahh well, I’m here, far away from my life and family. This is supposed to be a time for reflection and seeing new places, not dwelling on the past. I poked around for a while, just exploring, playing in the surf. Back home, we would be going into the dreary Pacific Northwest rainy fall. It was spring here, and while the water was cold, the sun was shining and filled me with a new strength of purpose. I felt, without being melodramatic, reborn. I made a mental decision, and I was going to see it through to the end…

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What’s the matter with me, I meet a woman and already I feel obsessed with her. Lee stood in the shower letting the hot water splash over her body. You’d think I’d learn. I don’t know why I do this. Its part of my psychological make-up isn’t that what Dr. Ferguson said? God, she is beautiful, maybe not the drop dead gorgeous actress types, but there is so much natural beauty there. I love her curly brown shoulder length hair, her snub nose. But it was her piercing gray eyes with flecks of gold that I can’t forget; they were simply haunting. They seemed to look right through me into my soul. And that body. She has the physique of a rider. Strong legs, compact torso, strong muscular shoulders and arms. Her clothes are typical of someone who worked or lived on a ranch. I’ll bet she makes her living riding horses; I envy that horse, with those legs squeezing his barrel tightly as he moves around the show ring. I could imagine those same powerful thighs wrapped around me holding me as our centers grind to…Jesus Lee get a grip. C’mon, breathe, that’s it deep calming breaths, get control of yourself. Aahh, that’s better. Okay enough of this, I have to forget her; I’ll never see you again. Move on, let’s go, Rae is probably chomping at the bit already as it is.

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The concierge at the hotel said Ric’s was a really good place to eat, casual, but elegant. So I could wear slacks and a blouse and feel perfectly comfortable. I wonder…yep, this will do. Who knows, I might get lucky. Wouldn’t mother like that? I could send her a postcard:

"Mother, I’m having the time of my life. You wouldn’t have believed it, I met the most beautiful goddess in the world, and we made mad passionate love for days. We simply couldn’t get enough of each other. We fucked everywhere. In the living room, the bathroom, the bedroom, on the hotel bar…mmm mmm. Wish you were here. Love, Mike." Yeah right.

I decided on the appropriate attire for the evening. I wore my favorite pale peach colored silk blouse that brought out the color of my eyes. I purposely left the thing unbuttoned to reveal a tantalizing view of my firm breasts. I wore a pair of white pleated linen slacks, and I wore my favorite leather sandals. To finish off my look, I’d spent some time in the tanning booth before my vacation, so my naturally olive skin took on an added golden glow. I wore small gold hoop earrings and my dad’s goldstone wedding ring. He gave it to me when I was in high school. I had it resized to fit, and it was one of my most treasured memories of him. The only other jewelry I wore was a simple gold chain, and my gold Rolex wristwatch. Just as an afterthought, I spritzed a little White Shoulders on my pulse points and in my cleavage. Hey, in for a penny, in for a pound. I shoved my credit card sized wallet in my pocket, grabbed the key and departed for my adventurous, I hoped, evening.

The evening was quite pleasant and my hotel wasn’t far from the restaurant, so I decided to walk. My reservations were for 7:00, so I had plenty of time. Ric’s was situated on the harbor, and overlooked the bustling port. I asked for a table outside so I could watch the sailboats coming and going. The sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon when I arrived. A friendly maitre de seated me and took my drink order. I was a sucker for scotch rocks. Mother always had a hemorrhage whenever I ordered the drink.

"Mykala really, why do have to drink that. It’s so unladylike."

"Mom it was good enough for dad, so it’s good enough for me." I was chuckling at the memory as the waiter arrived with my drink. I took a long swallow, and another more bittersweet memory crossed my mind.

"Here’s to you dad. I hope your pastures are green and your loop is always full."

I was lost in my thoughts and didn’t notice a tall presence towering over me. I looked up into the bluest eyes God ever created. The gorgeous tanned face and voluptuous body to match made my mouth water and sparks light up my center.

"Uh…uh…oh you silver tongued devil…hi Lee. I didn’t expect to see you again. Oh…excuse my manners…please would you care to join me? Would you like a drink? Um…uh…waiter?" Thankfully the waiter arrived to bale me out of my stuttering affliction. "Lee what would you like?"

"What are you drinking?"

"Scotch rocks, a double."

"Mmm, that sounds good."

"Okay please bring the lady a double scotch rocks, and I’ll have another too." The waiter nodded politely, turned on his heel and was gone. I…uh…you look…uh…you really look lovely in that dress."

Lee was dressed in a pale powder blue strapless sundress, which molded clingingly to her torso, and temptingly revealed the curve of her breast. Matching blue sandals graced her feet. She wore a small diamond shaped heart on a gold chain around her neck. Diamond studs adorned her ears. A simple gold bracelet surrounded her left wrist, and a diamond encrusted watch on her right. One thing I learned, she’s left-handed. Lee’s long luxurious hair was neatly arranged in a single French braid, which fell down her back. To say she was a vision was an inept description at best.

"Thank you, you look sensational yourself. I love that color on you."

"Thanks, I’ve always been partial to earth tones. Fall was always my favorite season when I was a kid back home. I used to go riding early in the mornings during the fall, when there was frost on the ground, and the leaves were changing colors. It was very beautiful, the oranges, reds, greens and yellows were everywhere. The air was so crisp and cold, I could see my breath and my horse’s breath too. It was pretty calm and tranquil. Until an old cranky heifer came charging up the ravine bawlin’ all the way. Aahh but that was a long time ago." I looked up to see very beautiful lapis pools gazing into my gray. I couldn’t help but blush. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go on and on like that. I’m sure you’re bored to tears. Long slender fingers reached out and surrounded my hand in a warm heartfelt touch.

"No, I wasn’t bored at all, I liked listening to you speak. It’s nice, your voice, so soft, and gentle. But I detected a note of melancholy when you talked about your childhood. Was it not pleasant?" My head snapped up and our eyes met and held each other’s gaze. "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that, I had no right to pry." I reached out to our knotted fingers with my other to cover our joined hands.

"Don’t feel that way. Believe me, you aren’t prying. Oddly enough, I felt comfortable talking to you this way. I don’t know, but I have the oddest feeling when we’re together. I feel like I could tell you anything and not be embarrassed. It’s like we’ve known each other forever. You probably think I’m insane, but I want to…oh…I’m not explaining…" A soft tender touch covered our affectionate handhold.

"I don’t think you’re insane at all. I’m going to ask you something, and I wouldn’t blame you if you either slapped my face or fled, screaming into the night to get away from me." Eyes so blue bore into me so deep I was sure they could see right into my soul. Now I knew how a deer caught in headlights felt. "I want to kiss you, and not a sisterly peck on the cheek. I want to kiss you passionately, deeply. I want to thrust my tongue deep into your mouth and taste every sweet, soft texture hiding there. I want to suck and nibble your soft full lips. I…I…" I placed two fingers over my soon to be lover’s lips to stop her from speaking.

"I wanted to kiss you too the first time I laid eyes on you, but I was afraid. I’m not afraid any more. I want you to kiss me too."

Our lips met slowly, tentatively seeking out a physical connection affirming what our hearts and souls had known all along. I knew Lee’s lips would be this sweet. The tangy taste of the scotch blending with her natural juices made the kiss intoxicating. I let Lee take control wanting to go wherever she led me. Her lips touching mine shot a bolt of pleasure straight to my groin. I wanted more, and as if she read my mind, her gentle exploration became more insistent. Teeth gently nipped my lower lip while her lips pulled my lip into her mouth for a long sensuous suck. Then her tongue roamed over both lips asking for entrance which was granted willingly. I could no longer remain passive in our sensual exploration. I drew Lee’s tongue deep into my mouth suckling like a newborn drawing life giving sustenance. Low throaty moans split the still spring evening. I knew my ministrations were having the desired affect, and my moans joined my lover’s in tone and intensity. Our mingled oral juices only heightened the desire and passion. God I love the way she tastes, I found myself wondering how good her juices tasted elsewhere, and a loud groan issued forth from my tortured chest. Hands that were entangled in inky black tresses forced Lee’s mouth harder onto mine as I sucked and licked the inner surfaces of her mouth. Oh this was too good, this was bliss; this was truly heaven. But my heavenly dreams were shattered when a throat clearing sounded just behind Lee.

"Um Lee…Lee? Mike sorry, I hate to interrupt, but Lee are you going to join the rest of the cast and crew any time soon?" My companion broke off our kiss with an exasperated sigh. The glare she launched in the direction of her colleagues could have curdled milk. I hoped I would never be on the receiving end of one of those looks.

"Rae, I don’t want to spend the evening fighting off Kyle’s roaming, groping, paws." An instantaneous jealous rage overtook me at the thought of anyone putting their hands on Lee. Instinctually, I tightened my grip on Lee’s hand. A gentle smile was my reward and reassurance. "Couldn’t you just tell them I’m not feeling well and let me sneak off into the night? Please, please, please? Look if you do this, I’ll never ask another thing of you as long as I live. I’ll be in your debt forever." Baby blues pleaded with Rae, but to no avail.

"Look Lee if it were up to me, you could run off and never come back, if that’s what made you happy, you know that. But it’s not up to me. Sweetie the sponsors are there, and Kyle wants to make a big impression. I don’t have the legs to impress him, you do." Again my natural protective streak, where Lee was concerned, came to life. I raised our joined hands to my lips and kissed Lee’s knuckles tenderly.

"Look, if you don’t want to go over, just say the word, and I’ll convey the message to Kyle and his sponsors." Instantly I regretted the way my words must have sounded, but my worry was groundless. Lee stroked my cheek with the backs of her fingers, then turned her hand over to cup my cheek in her palm. I leaned into the gentle caress, then kissed her palm.

"That’s very sweet baby, but I have to go. I’ll try not to be too long, will you wait for me?"

"Of course, I’d wait for you forever, I think I’ve been waiting all my life. I don’t want too, but a few more minutes won’t kill me." I tried to smile, but the wait would indeed be torture. Warm, loving lips descended onto mine, while my hand reached behind Lee’s neck to pull her closer to me and strengthened the contact. Several little kisses followed in succession before we parted. "See you in a bit?"

"I promise, I won’t be long."

Chapter 3: Kismet?

I finished my drink, but I couldn’t stay seated at my table. It was too close to the table across the way where Lee and the rest of the cast and crew were seated having their dinner party. I couldn’t keep myself from thinking about what Lee had said about fighting off Kyle’s unwanted advances. I wondered how I even could remotely consider I had the right to be the least bit over protective where Lee was concerned. It’s not like we were lovers or even good friends. A couple of kisses didn’t constitute ownership. My God I’d just met the woman only a few short hours ago. I really needed to get a grip here. I was so lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t realized what direction I had gone or how far from the restaurant. When I took stock of my position and got my bearings, I found I had walked almost a mile north of the restaurant. I stopped to take off my sandals and roll up my pants legs to avoid getting them soaked in the surf. I walked along playing tag with the water lapping up on the shore. I found an old log that had drifted up onto the beach and became lodged in the sand. It now lay as a lonely sentinel looking out toward the horizon. It made a perfect backrest for me as I sat and contemplated what was happening to me and what I wanted to happen in the very near future. My thoughts kept returning to the series of kisses Lee and I shared just an hour ago. There was more than just passion and sexual desire expressed in the loving kisses, although I won’t deny I wanted more, much more, of Lee. My mind wandered to the treasures and pleasures Lee’s luscious body held.

While my mind was wandering so were my hands. My hands quickly unfastened buttons and snaps until my turgid nipples were exposed to the cool night air. I cupped my left breast in one hand while the other traveled down to the brown patch of curly hair that covered my sex. My labia was swollen and my juices were slicking my vulva. I imagined Lee’s long slender fingers exploring my pussy, delving deep inside my burning core while her thumb sought out and found my throbbing clit. God it felt so good. I needed to be filled, taken, loved, no fucked, hard and fast. I plunged three fingers deep inside myself and thrust in and out hard. Mmm yes. Oh Lee, how I wish these were your fingers pleasuring me so. I continued thrusting hard and fast feeling my climax building deep inside myself. I bit my lip to keep from screaming out Lee’s name into the night, but my resolve failed as my love’s name was torn from my lips when my orgasm hit. I sat there for a few minutes trying to regain my strength and bring my breathing under control. I had masturbated frequently, but I don’t ever remember cumming that hard before. It just goes to show, with the right incentive, anything is possible. While I sat there lost in sexual pleasure, I had no idea I had an audience. On the hill overlooking the beach, a tall statuesque beauty stood leaning against a tree her fingers glistening with her own juices. Lee had been watching me pleasure myself, and couldn’t resist joining me in my quest for the ultimate intimate touch.

After I had sufficiently recovered, I straightened my clothing and walked up the path leading back to the restaurant. When I reached the top, Lee was standing there waiting. The undisguised look of pure lust emanated from heavy lidded azure pools. Our eyes met, and no words were necessary. Our lips came together in a crushing passionate kiss. Tongues battled for control. I didn’t ask for entrance into Lee’s sweet mouth I simply invaded the way an army takes a strategic military position. Lee’s reaction was to give me total control. I sucked and bit her lips and tongue. She was so hot, so desirable; I had to have all of her.

"Come back to the hotel with me, let me love you."

"No, not there. Do you trust me?" I nodded. "Good then come with me." Oh darlin’, I intend to.

I followed my soon to be lover where she led. We stopped in the car park where, instead of the blue SUV, sat a bright red Porsche Boxer. Oh yeah, nice ride. Lee flipped a button on the remote door locks, and we were soon seated inside the plush leather seats of the sports car. I could really get used to this. Lee pulled smoothly out into traffic, on the wrong side of the road, in my estimation, and before long, I found myself standing in front of a beautiful three-story turn of the century Victorian home. I do pretty well with my practice, but I’m nowhere close to being in this league. Lee opened the door and guided me into the foray and started to flip on the light. My hand quickly covered hers.

"Leave it, you can give me the guided tour later. The only thing I want to see now is your luscious naked body lying under mine writhing in pleasure. I want to make love to you all night until you can’t take any more. I want to hear you screaming out my name in ecstasy. I want to bury my face in your sweet smelling pussy and lap your juices from your swollen ripe sex."

All the while I was telling Lee what I wanted to do with and to her. I had lifted her skirt and found to my pleasant surprise no panties baring my way to her delicious sex. I thrust my thigh between her legs and let her ride the hard muscle. I could feel her juices soaking through the linen material of my pants leg. My mouth found a generous round orb and sucked the curve of flesh into my mouth, leaving a love bruise there. Lee was not merely content in receiving pleasure, she wanted to give it as well, and who was I to deny her anything. She found the button and zipper of my trousers and made short work if unfastening my pants one-handed. The same hand worked its way under the light linen material to my clean-shaven pussy. At that discovery a lusty groan escaped my lover’s lips as three long slender fingers plunged deep inside my sopping wet cunt. So much for making it to the bed to consummate our relationship.

"Ungh, yeah, oh yeah, baby that feels good. Fuck me darlin’, use it, work your fingers in deep. Aahh, Hummm, fuck yeah. Baby I’m gonna cum. God Lee you feel so good inside me." Three long forceful deep thrusts later, I was the one screaming my lover’s name as my orgasm hit me like a raging bull. My orgasm triggered my love’s finish too. My legs were no longer able to hold me upright, let alone support us both, and I crumpled to the floor, my baby following my downward journey. We lay there in each other’s arms both of us trying to regain our breath and strength.

"My God Mike, I haven’t felt anything that intense ever. My God you are so fierce. I want to taste you baby, but not here, let me take you to bed and love you."

I had no earthly idea how I managed, but I got to my feet, albeit shakily, and followed Lee to her bedroom. The room was huge. One wall consisted of floor to ceiling windows, and French doors, which opened out onto a patio facing the sea. In the center of the room, was a king sized bed situated opposite the window so you could lay in bed and look out at the water. The sheer curtains were open allowing the moon to shine onto the bed giving it an ethereal glow. In the dim shimmering light, I could see one wall was taken up by closet space, the entire length of the wall was covered with mirrored doors. To the left of the door in the middle of the wall was another door, which led to the master bath. That room would be explored and put to good use later, but right now my attention was drawn to the bed, The covers had been turned back revealing midnight blue silk sheets. Mmmm, there was nothing more sensual than silk rubbing softly on naked skin, unless of course it was naked skin rubbing on naked skin.

"Mike, let me undress you, I want to see you please."

"Only if I get to undress you at the same time."

"I think that could be arranged."

We walked to the bed and turned to face each other. I reached around Lee's back to find the zipper, which would free her delectable body from the confines of the cotton dress. While I was divesting my lover of her clothes, Lee’s hands worked the buttons of my shirt loose as well as the one fastening my pants and let them slip to the floor. Her dress followed immediately, as my baby slipped the silk blouse off my shoulders. We stood facing each other in the moonlight, memorizing each curve and line of the other’s body.

"So beautiful," Lee whispered as she dipped down to taste my heaving breast. She licked and suckled at my breast, teasing the hard little bud until I groaned in pleasure, arching my back trying to force more of my yearning flesh into her warm mouth. Lee’s fingers dipped down to swirl around in my wet pussy, then bringing her fingers, glistening with my juices, to her lips where she meticulously sucked each finger clean of my sexual ambrosia. "Mmmm, yes just as I suspected. You taste delicious. But I want more. Let me love you with my mouth. Lie back on the bed and open yourself to me, let me see you, let me touch you, let me taste you."

I lay back on the bed and spread my legs as far as they would go. I separated my nether lips for my lover’s perusal. I couldn’t resist passing my fingers over and through my drenched folds, and then offered the treat to my lover.

"Here my love, would you like another taste? I’m yours baby, take me. Do whatever you want. Use me for your pleasure because your pleasure is my pleasure. Tongue fuck me love; taste me, drink from me, lick me, eat my pussy."

Lee wasted no time taking what was hers. She grasped my wrist and cleaned the gooey, yummy cum from my fingers. She sucked each digit deep into her mouth simulating the fucking I was about to receive. My lover lowered herself until our bodies were molded together; She began with light tantalizing butterfly kisses all over my chest and breasts. Her tickling tongued gradually moved lower licking and tasting every part of my tight abs. She thoroughly investigated my navel until I thought I would die from want.

"Please Lee, don’t tease me, God I need you please. Use that talented tongue where it will do the most good."

Lee wasted no time devouring my steaming flesh. She sucked and licked every part of my mons and the juncture between my pussy and thighs before inhaling deeply of my musky scent. She buried her face in my sex and began to feast. She licked and sucked my outer lips before opening my inner lips and covered my vulva with her mouth, penetrating my center in long loving strokes. Her stiff tongue plunged in and out of me causing me to produce more love juices, which she lapped and sucked down her throat, with each thrust. Soon my lover’s fingers came into play as she used her thumb to rub and stroke my burning clit. With each thrust of her tongue, Lee scrubbed her thumb over the swollen bundle of nerves. After all the previous stimulation, I knew I couldn’t hold out long before I came, and I wanted my lover to cum with me.

"Baby please, turn around, I’m gonna cum, but I want us to do it together. C’mere baby get that gorgeous wet pussy over here and let me suck you and taste you until you cum."

In less than a heartbeat, Lee swiveled around until her sweet smelling sex was pressed tightly against my face. I inhaled her scent deeply into my lungs. God she smelled so good. Without warning, I submerged my tongue as far into my baby’s pleasure hole as I could. I sucked and licked Lee’s swollen puffy labia producing lusty groans from my lover. I too was moaning from the sweet tongue-lashing I was receiving from my lover’s talented tongue. I knew my lover was bringing me closer and closer to sweet release, and I wanted it to be mutual. I used my thumb to lubricate my lover’s anus with her own juices. I massage the puckered opening causing my lover to push back for more contact. Her moans and groans were constant now, so I decided it was now or never and plunged my thumb as far up into Lee’s most secret place as it would go. A loud lewd scream erupted from my baby’s mouth as she climaxed. I continued to plunge my tongue in and out of her honey hole, while I rubbed her well-used clit with my thumb. The thumb of my other hand thrust in and out of Lee’s ass. The strong muscles of my lover’s cunt pulsed and contracted around my tongue as she came. With one final shudder, she fell off to my side, chest heaving and body shaking. I was in no better control of my body for I too experienced a thundering climax brought on by Lee’s immense orgasm. I managed to pull my lover’s sweaty body up along mine, and allowed her to drape herself over me. To ward off the chill on our sweaty bodies, I pulled the comforter up over us. Finally we lay, quietly, peacefully in the afterglow of our love.

"That was really something. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life. You are incredible my love."

"Me too. Mike, when can we do that again?"

"Will you give me a minute to recuperate?"

"Just one?"

"Well maybe two."

"Mike…"

"Ummm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too baby."

We lay there in silence for a few minutes, each enjoying the feel of the other’s warm body.

"Lee…"

"Yes love."

"Tomorrow I’m gonna go get a visa and an extended work permit."

"Don’t you think you might want to go home?"

"I am home."

Well how did you like that? This little story is just a PWP until I get another section of the ‘Lost and Found Series’ going. What do you think? Is this the end or do y’all think there might be a series here? Let me know what you think.

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